"Yeah, me too..."
In a vaguely-sketched dystopian near-future, Zac Efron plays a grizzled drifter who gets a ride across unforgiving bleak desert terrain from an older guy, they discover a huge nugget of gold in the middle of nowhere but ,with no means to excavate it, Efron is left on guard whilst the driver goes back to get a digger. The harsh, bleak landscape is shot starkly against a brutal depiction of survival and the unforgiving natural world, allied to a haunting and intriguing score by Antony Partos. Narrative is stripped to the bone, and the two protagonists are presented as blank canvases, with the viewer left to consider what created the haunted characters on show here and what a powerful motivator greed can be. As is often the case with these isolated survival stories, ultimately little happens as a two-hander becomes a solo piece as Efron battles to survive the elements and his own deteriorating mental and physical wellbeing, and it is to the actor's credit that he presents a committed, solid and watchable performance. Be warned: the ending is very grim indeed.
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